Sunday, March 27, 2011

Breakfast for dinner

"The art of acting is not to act. Once you show them more, what you show them, in fact is bad acting." Anthony Hopkins

FRIDAY NIGHT I drugged myself with some nighttime cold medicine and conked out until about 3:00 AM, at which time I took more of it and slept until 2:30 Saturday afternoon. My intention was to dose myself into a very long sleep. It worked. Paul tells me I'm sounding better. Now if I just felt that way.

Paul and I had breakfast in bed for dinner Saturday night. It was great fun — hash browns, turkey bacon, waffles, orange juice and hot cocoa. We rented the movie called The Tourist with Angelina Jolie and Johnny Depp. We were wondering if it could really be as bad as it was reviewed. It is. 

The ever-adorable Boy Boy.
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